Well, that was four days of my life I’ll never get back.
The convention is over, but it appears the adventure is not. The human male has stopped at an odd little shop on his way out of town. Sigyn, my sweet, would you like to explore? Yes? Then let us proceed!
What is this ceratopsian doo-dad?
A taco holder? Really?
No, Sigyn. No, don’t give me those puppy eyes! As much as I think cluttering up the human female’s kitchen with strange, unitasker kitchen kitsch that isn’t going to fit anywhere would be fun, I really don’t want to spend money on this plastic dinner dino.
If you want to go for a little ride, though, I’ve no objection.
I might even join you.
There. That was fun. A good ending to our excursion. What a trip this has been! We survived late nights, long games, strange encounters with ecdysiast eggs, and multiple days of the human male’s company. We’ve scouted out some real estate, taken a frigate for a test drive, and been invited to a penguin party. Safe and sound, we are just about home free…